ice looks nice

the last haul across the lake.

reCAPSULATION

there was the building: record colds and long days-into-nights of work, mostly on the ice, sometimes in an unheated abandoned soap factory.

then there was the living: music & guests, a cold spell of ice thick on the inside walls & cracking loud at night.

and there was the leaving: the boat changing hands, finding new in andover with max and leila.

"Leila and I are pleased to report that The Snuggery is snugly in its new home! We chose a sunny spot on the northern edge of the +50-acre slough which is a Minnesota "Designated Wetlands Area". With the bow generally facing northwest toward our house it looks most boat-like."

the grizzled end

we three.

(by sam)

& so.

ice capades

a spontaneous delight

Antarctic Living

Days turn to weeks, and the living gets good.
Days spent mending, fires stoked,
beards worn, and grown.
Dogs, skinned and stewed, songs sung,
friendships brewed.

Time devoted to the fine art of living, a week of quiet. Visitors come and gone.
Antarctica is in our hearts and minds and has gotten under our skin.